The Wrong Woman
Chapter 337

Chapter 337

It felt utterly absuta

that Nathan could be drugged simply by having a meal at home.

Mila grew increasingly concerned about Nathan, who remained locked in his room.

Knocking on the door, she called out, "Nate, it's Wanda. Sally has been taken away by Cole and the others. Can you please open the door?"

Nathan's voice came from within, "I'm okay, you don't have to worry about me.

Feeling unsettled, Mila persisted, "Please, open the door. If you're feeling unwell, I can take you to the hospital."

"I'm fine."

"Then just unlock the door so I can see you.'

"There's no need for that."

Mila's voice softened as she gently pleaded, "Nate, please, just open the door."

Nathan's impatience was evident as he sharply inquired, "Wanda, are you that oblivious?"

It was the first time Mila had heard Nathan speak so harshly to her, let alone call her oblivious.

"Why are you scolding me?" Mila muttered, looking hurt. "I'm concerned for you. I genuinely care. How could you accuse me of being oblivious?"

The more Mila dwelled on it, the more her frustration mounted. "If you're alright and capable of managing Sally's scheme on your own, then my presence isn't needed. I'll excuse myself!"

As her words trailed off, the door swung open unexpectedly.

Before Mila could respond, Nathan ushered her into the room.

With a swift motion, he shut the door.

Before Mila could fully grasp the situation, she found herself pressed against the wall.

Nathan positioned himself against the wall, effectively trapping her in place.

Mila's breath quickened, her heart pounding as she nervously met Nathan's gaze.

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He stood shirtless, his chiseled upper body showcasing defined muscles and smooth lines, exuding a subtle fragrance of shower gel.

His short hair was partially damp, and his ruggedly handsome face bore a slight flush.

The reddish hue exterided from his face to his neck, continuing down to his bare chest, which appeared a shade rosier than usual.

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His gaze bore into hers, intense and penetrating, akin to a blazing furnace, almost melting her

resolve.

Mila nervously swallowed, her lips pressed together, uncertain of how to respond. Her heart raced, and a blush crept onto her cheeks. In a hoarse voice, Nathan murmured, "You see, I'm alright."

Mila simply nodded in acknowledgment.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Mila remarked, "You seem to be managing fine at the moment, and Keith, the chef who accepted bribes, has been caught. "Since you're capable of handling difficult situations on your own, it isn't necessary for me to stay here and offer my help."

"She might try to bribe Cole next time," Nathan murmured. "I'll need your protection."

Mila sensed his attempt to hide his discomfort. "Were you drugged?" she inquired.

"Yeah," he confirmed, taking a deep breath.

'Are you experiencing any discomfort? Why did you remove your shirt?"

Nathan's gaze remained intense as he explained, "It's quite warm. I just took a cold shower."

Mila nervously toyed with the hem of her clothes, her gaze dropping as she felt a twinge of resentment. "Why did you call me oblivious just now?" Nathan offered a bitter smile. "I clearly said I was fine and asked you to keep your distance, yet you insisted on seeing me. Are you that oblivious?"

"I was simply concerned about you-" Mila began to explain.

Nathan interrupted, "It seems that I only run into trouble when you're around."

"Are

you still upset?" Mila inquired.

Nathan closed the distance between them slowly, his warm breath grazing her cheek, causing her entire body to tense. She remained pressed against the wall, afraid to make a move. Nathan's deep voice held a captivating allure as he murmured, "Upset? Did you insist on seeing me because you wanted to make me feel better?"

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